Chi-Chi, meanwhile, was on the warpath.

"How dare she! How DARE she!" She was ranting to Goku, who was backed in a corner of the living room, trying to stay out of her way.

"That little hussy!" she continued. "She's corrupted my Gohan! My good, kind, pure-hearted Gohan! She's turned him into something horrible!"

"But Chi-Chi," Goku interrupted, "The other day I saw Gohan riding the Kin'toun, he's still pure-hearted."

"THAT DOESN'T MATTER!" she yelled, as loud as her husband had ever heard. "He's abandoned his mother! The Gohan I know would never do that! That woman has twisted him!"

At this point, Goku realized it would be better to keep his mouth shut. Instead of speaking, he merely nodded vaguely.

"And he's hiding from me! I'm the woman that loves him most in the world!" Her eyes began to tear up. "She doesn't love him. She's just deceiving and using him. Oh, my poor boy! He's going to suffer so!"

***

"Oh yeah. That feels good."

Gohan lay flat on his chest. He and Videl were currently taking turns rubbing suntan lotion on one another.

***

"It'll all end in misery, I just know it!"

There was a long silence. Chi-Chi stared at the floor, while Goku simply stood there awkwardly. Then came a knock at the door.

"I wonder who it is?"

"It's just the mail," said Chi-Chi. "It always comes at this time, I thought you would have learned by now." She chuckled in spite of herself.

Goku opened the door and picked up the mail on the doorstep. His eyes widened as he saw one envelope.

"Hey, we won a free vacation!"

Chi-Chi clicked her tongue and took the envelope. "No doubt we haven't won anything, it's just one of those tricks to get us to buy something." She ripped it open and scanned the contents.

"Goku, we did win! We don't have to do anything! We won an all-expenses paid vacation to the Southern Islands!"

"That sounds like fun! How long does it last?"

Chi-Chi found the relevant information. "It starts…tomorrow, and ends the day before Gohan's wedding to that evil woman," she said, her eyes narrowing briefly.

She tapped her feet for a moment while Goku looked at her oddly.

"All right," she said suddenly, "We'll do it. We can go tomorrow, come back on the day, change clothes, and be at the wedding. Let's go get packed!"

Outside the house, listening in at a window, Yamcha grinned. The plan had worked. With those two out of the way, everything would be fine. What could possibly go wrong?